Netherworld Investigator Chapter 445: The murderer is you

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When it came to calling the police, the village chief was inexplicably panicked: "No, the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized. No matter who the murderer is, it is the Song family in all likelihood. Outsiders must not be involved in this matter!"

Others also agreed, and the village chief’s response aroused my interest. Did he hide something from me?

At this moment, a person ran in. It turned out to be the widow Cui Huan, who had met before at Granny Yan's house. She gasped and said: "Village Chief, it's not good, Granny Yan is being killed..."

The village chief told her to speak slowly, and Cui Huan cried and cried, covering her face, "Mr. Yan asked someone to kill!"

There was an uproar at the scene. The village chief called for a long time and everyone was quiet. I asked: "Where are you and Granny Yan before eight o'clock?"

"I...I accompany her to pick some herbs in the mountains."

"Mrs. Yan and I agreed to meet at 8 o'clock in the evening, why did she pick this time to go out?" I forced.

Someone yelled at me: "Hey, boy, have you forgotten who you are? Why are you asking about others."

I was very upset when I was interrupted, staring at the man coldly and saying: "Shut up!"

The circle of people around was quiet. Maybe my eyes were scary at the time. That person asked the village chief for help: "The village chief, look at this kid. It's crazy crazy. Please come and teach him about family law. Come on!"

The head of the village shouted: "Naughty, without being a family and patriarch, family law cannot be moved, Cui Huan, you take us to see the corpse first."

Cuihuan led us out, I whispered to Song Xingchen, and he disappeared silently into the crowd.

Song Jie said: "Cousin Song Yang, do you have any clever tricks?"

I shook my head: "It's impossible to investigate this case!"

Everyone is walking on the mountain road. Most of the Song family’s children have caves and pupils, and they don’t need lighting. The scene is like a bunch of people walking around late at night. When we came to a hillside, someone screamed from afar, and saw Granny Yan lying on the hillside with a large pool of blood on her body and a pile of intestines dripping out of the wound.

Everyone exploded the pot at once. I went to prepare for an autopsy, but was suddenly stopped by someone: "What are you doing?"

"A post-mortem!" I replied.

The man said: "No, you may be the murderer. You are not allowed to touch the corpse."

I rolled my eyes: "Uncles, which one of you will have an autopsy?"

All those present were Wu Song. As the saying goes, they are not good at autopsy at all, but they don’t let me touch them. This situation is really passive. Someone said: “Only the village chief is the most moral person present. Look at the crowd, let the village chief check it out!"

I want to laugh with anger, can an autopsy be done with respect and respect?

Fortunately, the village chief refused, and he waved his hand repeatedly: "No, no, I didn't do such a thing, or ask the boss to come forward."

So he sent a few guys to invite Song Heting, a few guys performed light work, ran fast, and returned in a quarter of an hour, saying: "The master said, she doesn't care about this, and Song Yang has the full authority to investigate. !"

Song Jie stomped her feet with anger: "What is my mom doing? I won't show up when such a big thing happens."

Everyone protested, saying that I was a criminal suspect and must not let me touch the corpse. I explained: "You can monitor the whole process. I will definitely not manipulate the corpse."

The village chief nodded: "Okay then!"

Although there are still some criticisms, the village chief rejected all the arguments and asked me to go through the post-mortem.

This may be the most special investigation I have ever experienced. People were staring at me every three hundred and sixty degrees. I opened the eyelids of the deceased and checked the degree of corpse stiffness. The time of death was about one time. About hours.

I took a look at the dissected intestines and stomach. Although it was bloody, the intestinal mucosa was not damaged. It seemed that the murderer was not very professional.

I grabbed the deceased’s hand and looked at it. There was some dander in the deceased’s nails.

I leaned under the deceased’s nose to smell it. This action caused a lot of discussion, and many people shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

I ignored them. I smelled some medicine in the deceased’s nostrils. There were some fibers on her lips, and her mouth and nose were covered by someone. Due to the large movements, it caused bleeding from the nasal mucosa.

I checked the pupils and joints of the deceased again. Since there is no laboratory test now, I can only speculate. Judging from some physical signs, the deceased was inhaling a high-concentration hallucinogenic drug. The muscles of the deceased were relatively loose and the pupils were in a state of excitement. It is reasonable to say that the muscles will become stiff when they struggle before death.

When I opened the collar of the deceased, I found a strangle mark under the neck, which proved that the deceased was strangled from behind. There was some fragrance on the strangle mark, but some peculiar smell was mixed.

I stood up and looked around. Everyone avoided my sight. When I looked back, I found Song Jie **** with her hair rope, hooked her fingers and said: "Turn around!"

"What are you doing?"

Song Jie said in her mouth, she turned around, I sniffed on her head, and Song Jie asked embarrassedly: "What do you want to do?"

I said, "What do you put on your head, it smells so fragrant?"

Song Jie said: "Hair oil, girls have long hair, so they have to use oil to comb them."

I smiled, this thing is no longer visible outside, now I use conditioner or something.

The village head was puzzled: "Nephew, have you found anything?"

I recounted the conclusion of the autopsy, and everyone heard it in the clouds. Someone asked anxiously: "Who is the murderer?"

I lifted a finger, and everyone backed away wherever it was pointed. Finally the finger stopped on the widow Cuihuan, and I shouted: "It's you!"

Cui Huan opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Boy, what are you talking about, I have been serving Granny Yan conscientiously over the years, how can I do such a thing. The conscience of heaven and earth, how I am usually a person, everyone can testify for me!" /

I laughed and said: "There are many motives for killing, such as the Cai Rebellion, revenge killing, passionate killing... or to cover up the previous criminal evidence! In fact, you have already handed the evidence to me."

Everyone was shocked, I took out the iron walnut wrapped in a handkerchief and said: "This is the evidence!"

The village head was confused and said: "My nephew, is there anything to say about it?"

I bowed my hand slightly: "I would like to ask the village chief to explain how this iron walnut is passed between the goddess."

The village chief explained slowly: "The chosen goddess of each generation will swallow it whole into its belly, and it will be picked up from the bones after death, and then passed on to the next generation of goddess."

I thanked me softly: "This thing is made of iron, and the main component of human stomach acid is hydrochloric acid. If iron is soaked in hydrochloric acid for decades, it will be severely corroded. But this iron walnut is still so smooth and round. , Cuihuan, I think you know the reason?"

Cuihuan bit her lip, looking flustered.

I suddenly widened my eyes and roared: "Because the so-called ceremony is simply fake, no one has ever swallowed it in my stomach!"